An Athlete Held up by an Entertainment Career

Passing the note to Yu Feipeng, the old man pondered for a while: "This clue is only one word, and nothing can be seen."

Xu Qiao knew that the theme of this program was poetry, so it must revolve around poetry.It's just that there are too many poems about wine, and there are no other clues to corroborate each other, and we still can't get the answer for the time being. We have to wait for the other two groups to get clues.

Turning to look at Yu Feipeng, Xu Qiao suggested: "Then Teacher Yu, let's go around the village and see if we can find anything else?"

Therefore, the audience who jumped repeatedly in the live broadcast room of each guest saw that in order to complete the serial tasks of the villagers, the two groups of Min Yang and Fan Menghua ran around and jumped around, and they were tossed until their faces turned pale.

On the other hand, Xu Qiao's group, one old and one young, took a leisurely walk in the village.

"Fortunately, the old man is in the same group as Xu Qiao, so he doesn't have to work so hard to complete the task, otherwise he's an old man."

"Teacher Yu: I don't like to hear that."

As soon as Yu Feipeng met Xu Qiao, he felt that he was a good match. Seeing that he helped the old farmer repair the farm machinery, he was a good officer, and he liked him even more.

The two walked on the small road in the village, chatting with each other.

The old man was not walking fast, Xu Qiao was not in a hurry, and slowed down to accompany him.

"Hey, Xu Qiao, look what that is." Mr. Yu suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, and patted Xu Qiao's arm.

The camera thought he had found some clues, so he quickly turned the camera to him.

Xu Qiao looked in the direction he pointed, and saw clusters of small blue-purple flowers blooming on unknown weeds by the roadside, which looked a bit like orchids.

"This is?"

"This is Eryue Lan." The old man said, walked over and squatted down, and picked the leaves neatly. "When we were young, we didn't have enough food, so we looked for this wild vegetable to eat. You can eat both leaves and stems. It can be eaten cold or stir-fried. The taste is okay."

The old man put the picked stems and leaves on the grass, and continued: "Nowadays people are used to eating big fish and big meat, so it would be great to eat some of this wild vegetable. I will pick some and bring it back to my wife, she will be happy."

When Xu Qiao heard it, she thought she could take some back to give Li Feifei and Mo Chenghong a taste, so she also knelt down and started picking.

The body camera dutifully pointed the lens at the young and old squatting on the ground to pick wild vegetables.

"If Xu Qiao didn't know how to repair agricultural machinery, I really thought he was just putting on a show."

"..."

"I want to interview the program team how I feel"

The director of the program group who looked at the monitor said: I never expected that these two would come together to forcibly turn a good national style variety show into something like that in the village.

When the two picked almost the same amount, the video camera brother helped find two plastic bags and put the picked Er Yuelan in them.

Xu Qiao helped the old man get up, Yu Feipeng thanked him with a smile, his expression changed when his gaze fell behind him.

In the distance, a fat big white goose fluttered its wings and stretched its neck, rushing towards Yu Feipeng in the posture of Godzilla entering the city.

"Damn it! I saw the poultry industry brother again, the bar handle in the backyard!"

"Talk from experience, if it doesn't like you, it can fly over and chase you forever."

"Are these two people offending other people's territory by picking wild vegetables here?"

"Take the old man away, it's too dangerous"

The camera was a little panicked, the camera was shaking, and he pulled Yu Feipeng back, for fear that the old man might make a mistake.

Who would have thought that the big white goose seemed to have spotted the old man, and rushed straight up and hooted.

Just when everyone was terrified, Xu Qiao reached out and grabbed the neck of the half-human tall goose, and the crowing of the goose stopped abruptly.

"Fucking ruthless"

"...What happened just now, did you see clearly?"

"Lock Throat Warning"

"I was strangled by fate..."

"Goose: Who am I? Where am I?"

The palms are warm, and the down on the goose's neck is fine and comfortable to the touch.Xu Qiao touched it twice with the other hand, and then let go of its neck with satisfaction.As soon as he let go, the big goose rushed towards the old man without giving up.

Xu Qiao reached out to fish it, picked it up by the neck again, squinted her eyes and warned, "Aren't you too tired?"

The big goose squeezed out two goose calls with difficulty.

Xu Qiao let it go, but the big goose hesitated, lingering in place, stretching its neck, still trying to chase after it.

At this moment, an old voice sounded not far away: "Rarui, come back."

Hearing the sound, the big goose stopped chasing it, turned around and ran towards the owner of the sound, flapping its wings, and fell headfirst into the owner's arms, screaming miserably.

"A mad goose"

"Hahahaha, this goose feels wronged and wronged, I laughed stupidly"

Xu Qiao looked up and saw that the person who came was the old lady she saw at the entrance of the village when she first entered the village. If she guessed correctly, she should be the target of the mission.

Yu Feipeng had lingering fears, recognized the person, and asked in a low voice, "Shall we go over and ask?"

Xu Qiao nodded, and the two of them approached the old woman. She was half bent and walked slowly back and forth with the big goose.

"Sister, do you need any help?" Yu Feipeng asked.

The old lady didn't answer, and walked into her yard on her own, conscientiously playing her role according to the requirements of the program group.

Then Xu Qiao and Yu Feipeng watched her take out a small hoe and dig in a corner of the yard.But after digging for a long time, I couldn't see what she wanted to plant.

After a long time, the old woman sighed: "I can't find it, my flower, I can't come back, my Rarity."

This is probably the hint given by the program team.

flower.

Xu Qiao glanced at the big white goose obediently staying beside her, and asked, "Ma'am, who is Rarity?"

It took a long time for the old woman to say: "Ruirui is my son."

"Then where is he now?"

The old woman didn't answer any more, she just dug the soil with a hoe.

Seeing that there was nothing else to ask, Yu Feipeng and Xu Qiao exited the yard, and met Fan Menghua and Ying Wenlin as soon as they came out.Seeing the two of them panting and sweating profusely, Xu Qiao was a little surprised. It seemed that he and Mr. Yu were lucky and didn't catch up with too troublesome tasks.

Fan Menghua's eyes lit up when he saw the two of them: "Hey, Teacher Yu, Xu Qiao, have you found any clues?"

She just asked casually, thinking that it would be impossible to do so quickly, but Xu Qiao nodded, "I found it."

Fan Menghua choked for a moment, gasped heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with resentment on his face, "Then help us, Wen Lin and I were helping to carry water and feed the animals just now, and we have to go to the sun in a while. vegetable."

When the four of them came together, the mission progressed much faster. They helped Fan Menghua and Ying Wenlin complete the mission, and they got the second clue: travel far.

Now that both groups have got clues, only Min Yang and Hou Yingfan are left.

Min Yang has been very active since the recording of the show. He has always behaved decently and generously in front of the camera, making it hard to fault anyone.It's just that this is the first time he came to the countryside to record, and the rural environment made him a little uncomfortable.

Feeding, weeding, and choosing vegetables for the chickens in the coop... nothing is easy to do.

Hou Yingfan also likes to put his elders on airs, and Min Yang's little patience with him has long since evaporated, and he is suffocating.I couldn't help complaining in my heart: This is different from the national style variety show where everyone holds papers and talks, makes tea and drinks.

After finally stumbling with Hou Yingfan to complete the task, Min Yang couldn't help complaining more and more when he saw Xu Qiao and the others with relaxed expressions.

"Min Yang seems a little unhappy"

"I guess I haven't done so much work today"

"He hooked up with Hou Yingfan. Both of them can't work, and it's difficult."

Enthusiastic villagers provided the six people with a yard, and they all sat in the yard and put the clues they got on the table.

Xu Qiao saw that the clue Min Yang and his group got was: morning flowers fall in the evening.

Putting the three clues together, Ying Wenlin said, "I don't know if there are any clues I haven't got yet."

The program team finally stopped embarrassing the few people, and said through the earphones: "Congratulations on collecting all the clues, please guess a poem from the known clues, and find what the old lady wants."

Then, an electronically synthesized male voice came from the earphone:

"Poetry is born from labor. In that distant era, in order to improve labor efficiency and forget about hard work, people would make rhythmic sounds with their movements. This is the origin of poetry. Labor is the most glorious, thank you six The guest paid for today's labor!"

Fan Menghua: "..."

It is suspected that the program group is deliberately tossing us, and there is enough evidence.

"This is different from the national style variety show that I imagined, which is full of fairy spirit and ancient charm."

"But it's true hahaha, labor is the most honorable thing"

"By the way, has anyone guessed what the answer is? Now all three clues have been revealed."

"I can't guess, let's see what they say"

With all the clues in place, the six of them settled down, looked at the three notes on the table and began to think.

Wine, long journeys, morning flowers and sunsets.

Variety shows, to ensure the number of shots, naturally have to speak enthusiastically.Min Yang looked at the other five people, and spoke first: "Wine, travel far, do you mean that people practice it? Then what does this mean?"

Xu Qiao repeated what the old woman said and did to Yu Feipeng in the yard.

Min Yang took Xu Qiao's words lightly, and concluded: "It seems that the aunt is looking for a kind of flower. Let's think about what flowers meet these three characteristics."

Ying Wenlin thought for a while: "Flowers morning and sunset, if we are talking about flowers, morning glories, sunflowers, and lotus flowers, these are flowers that bloom in the morning and close in the evening."

Fan Menghua straightened her hair and expressed her opinion: "The theme of our issue is poetry, and this flower must satisfy the imagery represented by these clues."

After all, Fan Menghua looked at Hou Yingfan with a smile, "Teacher Hou, you are the vice president of the Poetry Association. You should be the best at this. What do you think?"

If I had known, I would have spoken earlier?

Hou Yingfan was very annoyed by Fan Menghua's question, with a bit of embarrassment on his face: "I have thought of several kinds of wine and long-distance travel, dogwood, chrysanthemum, and peach blossom, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with this morning and evening flowers?"

Seeing that Yu Feipeng and Xu Qiao were silent, Ying Wenlin asked, "Old Yu, Xu Qiao, what do you two think?"

Wine, long journeys, morning flowers and sunsets.Combined with what the old woman said, the answer is already obvious.

Xu Qiao glanced at Yu Feipeng, and the old man nodded with a smile, apparently already thinking of the answer.

Yu Feipeng pointed to the piece of paper with the clue of wine, took out a pen from his pocket, and wrote a poem under the word "wine": Du Kang can relieve boredom.

After writing, he handed the pen to Xu Qiao.

Xu Qiao then wrote in the back: Hemerocallis relieves worry.

The three clues are that the day lily blooms for a short period of time, and the action of uniting the old woman to miss her son and shovel the soil in front of the hall to plant flowers should be the day lily.

Drinking together with Du Kang can relieve thousands of worries, and looking at each other with daylilies can forget all worries.

The small script on the paper moves freely, the lines are concise and thick, full of charm.

Min Yang frowned when he saw Xu Qiao's words.

"Xu Qiao guessed day lilies?"

"His handwriting is a bit nice"

"Do you remember Xu Qiao's makeup photo in "Let's Talk"? The official Weibo in lower script said he wrote it. I didn't believe it at the time."

"I was forced by my mother to write calligraphy in elementary school, and regular script is not as good as him."

"Hemerocallis?" Fan Menghua was a little surprised, "Day lily?"

The daylily used for cooking, the scientific name is Hemerocallis.

Xu Qiao nodded: "Actually, the program team has already given us a reminder. Teacher Fan, the vegetables we are going to dry are day lilies. This village should be a day lily planting base. You can see that almost every household has a lot of day lilies in the sun. vegetable."

Yu Feipeng continued: "President Hou should be clear about the image of daylilies. Let him explain it to everyone."

Hou Yingfan's face was not very good-looking. He didn't expect that he, the vice president of the Poetry Association, would not be the first to give the answer, but was preempted by Xu Qiao.

"Hemerocallis is also called Wangyoucao, which refers to mother. In the past, my mother wanted to plant daylilies to forget her worries when she missed the wandering children. This flower has the distant thoughts of mother and the beautiful sustenance of forgetting worries. It is a very unique kind of flower. imagery."

Ying Wenlin suddenly realized: "So the old lady's son is away, and she wants us to find day lilies to plant for her? So what is the poem that the program team asked us to guess?"

Xu Qiao replied, "Hemerocallis——"

"Hemerocallis grows on the steps of the hall, and the wanderer travels to the end of the world. The loving mother leans on the hall, but the day lily flowers are not seen. Meng Jiao's "Wandering Poem"." Min Yang interrupted him, and read the poem a little faster, and finally smiled at Xu Qiao After a moment, his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Xu Qiao glanced at him, but didn't respond.

"...It's too impolite to talk too much."

"Min Yang just didn't hear Xu Qiao speak, why did he steal the conversation?"

"I can't do my job, but it's great to steal the limelight. Anyway, I don't have a good impression of Min Yang."

"I'm just jealous that Min Yang is better than you"

Min Yang didn't know that many people in the bullet screen expressed their dissatisfaction with him at this time, and continued: "My son planted a daylily in the yard before he left. Mother saw the daylily as if seeing her own son."

Fan Menghua looked around and sighed: "But where did this thing come from this month?"

Now that the weather hasn't gotten warmer, it stands to reason that apart from the daylilies that have been dried by the villagers, there is no way to find fresh day lilies.

Xu Qiao raised her head and pointed to the plastic sheds in the open space not far away.

This village is a base for planting day lilies, and the cold weather is not a problem.

Everyone looked over, and saw a faint yellow glow inside. They saw it when they got off the car before. At that time, they didn't know what was planted inside. Looking at it now, it was probably day lily.

Walking into the greenhouse, there are large stretches of bright orange day lilies inside, and on the slender and tender green branches, the petals are as soft as lilies.

"Wow, is the undried daylily so beautiful?"

"Not only can you eat, but it is enough to watch"

Several people found flowerpots and transplanted one to the old lady's house. When the program team announced that the task was completed, Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just not time for a break.The last link of this episode of Guofeng is to really play the role of the four inheritors of Guofeng.

After completing the previous tasks and successfully getting the answer to "Wandering Poetry", we entered the intense rehearsal time.

The program team set up a venue, a small farmyard, and burned incense to make tea.At that time, Hou Yingfan will talk about "Poetry of a Wandering Child", Yu Feipeng will write poems and paintings with his pen, Ying Wenlin will play Sanxian as a music for a wanderer's journey, and Fan Menghua will dance to the music and express his mother's heartfelt voice.

Xu Qiao and Min Yang acted as spectators.